Letzter Gott

A blinking of Kronos, imprisoned god, has it made possible that in these times in which the gods seem to have withdrawn, it is still possible for us to find a sacred work like that of the last Minnesänger, don Miguel Serrano Fernandez. His work summons us in a personal way, and the lights of the Ghost Ship are lit to lead us to the invisible archipelagos and islands of the Chilean south towards the promise of Antarctica. Driven by our dreams, we let ourselves be immersed in his fascinating mythological polyphony that always finds a counterpoint in our inner voice that, note to note, begins to remember the ancient song, then we enter that gothic cathedral that elevates his poetic-symbolic language speaking from the unconscious to refer us back to the infinite resonances of his text, so fecund that, finally only that cathedral of the word suffices to shelter this conception of the sacred.

In order that this might be possible, that the God who is only an instant barely touching the dwellings of men, could clarify what until 1945 continued being the preliminary, the obscured, the blind obedience of the Loyal Ones to the Will of the God who incarnates, Wotan, had to call the peoples of Europe to the battlefields, thus breaking the unreal borders of the European nations, founding the unity of the European Spirit in the magical and heroic battle against that brutal godless materialism, created by the powers of the corrupting Demiurge. That sacrifice was necessary so that a bilocation of space-time occurred in the Antarctic continent, allowing Meister Serrano to extract a narration from the memory of the blood and from the remembrance of what he could see…

The recovery of an Aryan Weltanschauung was the gift of the hidden god granted to Meister Serrano, a Weltanschauung and not a new universal religion, because the hero of this final cycle does not need a new religion, even less absolute truths that are foreign to a true sense of the sacred. We speak of an Aryan Weltanschauung that must be understood as an inheritance and a calling, a “simple and grandiose” Vision of the World which contains the meaning of existence for the whole Indo-European peoples, because the “spiritual causal nexus impregnates the blood causal nexus” (1), and in this epoch that corresponds to us carrying it out to its finish, the myth of the blood that has been consecrated to the hope for the last god, in turn impregnates our cultural, philosophical, and historical values and finally determines the structure of the interior-exterior reality. The myth of the blood refers to the divine origin, because the blood is the Golden Cord that unites us to the origin understood as the foundation of spiritual consciousness. For this reason, the powerful modern idea of the physical race, so fought by the enemy, "becomes necessary to transmit the memory of pure blood and the nostalgia of the origin," Meister Serrano tells us, although at the same time we are invited to go beyond the origin, because there is no longer an origin, but only nostalgia …

It is from the pure source of this Weltanschauung of the blood that the absent god spoke to that poet and magus that was open to the manifestation of a god, for only a god could illuminate, act and speak to the interior of the open visionary man, says the SS mystic Otto Rahn. The visionary is the poet, the only one able to see and hear, a privileged disciple of the god of the storm, who is the god of the poets, Wotan, and it is through the work of the Walker of the Dawn that today we are able to access a Revelation for our time and origin, the Serranoist Revelation known since 1978 as Esoteric Hitlerism. We are before the astonishing fact of the unveiling of that which remains as non-evident, an Aletheia which is articulated only from the blood, like a voice that whispers the secret of the runes, in the poetic and symbolic language that was typical of the ancients, in such a way that it is possible for us to apprehend what was revealed from another type of knowledge and to know and affirm its authenticity and transcendence, which otherwise, without that reading of the soul, because it is the soul that teaches before the mind, would be only an outstanding literary work, but devoid of all transforming power.

The heart of the Serranoist Opus was expounded in a definitive way in “Manu, for the Man to Come” (1991), as a Revealed Cosmogony that is direct heir of the representations of Indo-European polytheism and its ancient truths and doctrines, being thus the undertone of them all. The light from which everything springs, is revealed through the non-predicative truths expressed by the European paganism, so attractive by the beauty that was able to take shape and the inspiration that it could illuminate even in times when it seemed defeated by that “misunderstanding of the ancient doctrine”(2) that was Christianity, as a strategy of the enemy. But while the Cosmogony has links with the eminently social religiosity of our ancestors, this “new religiosity” does not lead to the creation of a civil religion, because he and she need to access that which is behind religion and what is anterior to religion, that is, the revelation of the divine powers to reach the transmutation of human nature, which is confronted with the strangeness of the world and the anguish of existence in the realm of crucifixion. Thus the polytheistic Wotanism becomes a mystery in Orphism, and the Orphic mystery becomes alchemy of transmutation in the Tantrism of Shiva.

The mythical cosmogonic account presented by Meister Serrano, as he insistently tells us, is an update of various myths that converge in a dialogical relation of gods and heroes, who seem to paradoxically incarnate and acquire new meanings in historical time, bringing to view a reality not feasible by a profane reading. With his creative, metaphorical, and poly-mythic method of exposition, drawing upon multiple sources within the Indo-European framework, attributing new meanings to a leading protagonist group of divinities that transform into perfect reflections of one another, divinities that become more understandable to the current psychic life, by way of the mysterious play of words, even accessing the Kristic myth, recovering the solar legend underlying the falsification, to re-link this narrative to the archetype of Wotan, which, through its multiplicity, is capable of containing the invisible unity of the manifestation of the god who incarnates, the Avatãra.

From here we enter into the mystery of the Orphic conception that merges with the doctrine of A-Mor of the Minnesänger, which in the new look both perfects and sublimates the ancient concepts by revealing a final meaning to the partition of the Cosmogonic Eros, the wound and dance that is the beginning of the existential pain of El and Ella, the loss of purity and the subsequent exodus, because at the beginning was not the word, at the beginning was the aggression that initiated the Cosmic War. Remembering another heretic, we would say that, it is the self that begins with a fissure and a revelation (3)

The Hitlerist cosmogony represents for us, in a poetic way, an ontological vision that surpasses monism and the destructive dualist ontology that distinguishes between creator and creature. The Cosmogonic Eros, the Brahm-anda, establishes reality by antonomasia, beyond all determination, a prior reality, anterior to the chaos, the pain, to the decoupling. We remain settled in the center of the Aletheia, which is the Selbst, to “invent” a possibility of going beyond the Egg, beyond the already lost paradise, because the ultimate aim of Esoteric Hitlerism is the real possibility of immortalization which is granted to the hero and to the warrior virgin in the exaltation of the Self into an Absolute Self through the practices of magical A-Mor, the Minne or A-Mor,  which establishes a mode of intersubjective relationship of spiritual, magical and alchemical character. “Zeus is half…”, Orphism tells us, for only Medea, the woman magician, will make it possible for Jason to recover the golden fleece, because without the sacred woman, the woman of the superior type, keeper of the Graal, and she herself the Graal, we will remain as half. It is here where the Revealed Cosmogony demonstrates its extraordinary greatness, because not only is it possible to achieve “the never dreamed of” in the Absolute Man, but also in the Absolute Woman, not forgetting that the greatest mystery of the Archetype is its amazing unity, for “it shall be enough for just one her to be saved in Him, for all the rest to attain it with her…” (4)

It is the definitive combat for an epoch when there are no longer collective, external solutions, where the beautiful gods have withdrawn leaving the sky empty, where the sense of time imposes to return to the immobile center whence all impossible dreams are possible, where one finds the path of the return to Hyperborea, where one dies and is reborn in the contemplation of the disrobing of Isis. The Hitlerist Cosmogony returns to the superior man and woman, the possibility of recovering the divinity of the first partition, but, as something never dreamed of by even the gods themselves in their silence… Remembering the words of the sacrificiced one in the cruel pyre, the martyr born in the path of the hero, "God is not known: we become gods." (5)

Only a minority of our people will be able to see the middle path, all of them submerged in the hypnosis of the progress and the devices of “technology”, as in the illusion of a national awakening that will never come, the path of the few will illuminate to those few, who in the midst of this hell will cultivate self-care and incessant spiritual combat. We must be attentive, for it will be in these times after the passage of the god over the heads of men, when everything tends to confusion and deception, when every man believes himself a prophet of his grain of truth, that the Revealed Cosmogony, this Aryan Weltanschauung recovered to face the scientific and religious materialism, will be the target of the greater efforts of the Demiurge in order to “corrupt, denature the form and meaning of the Revelation”(6). It is for this reason that a select minority of faithful youth, who have already been called around the world, is imposed with the permanent task of keeping the inextinguishable flame of the only truth that can be such for us, thanks to the inheritance of our ancestors, the inheritance of the National Socialist fathers, the inheritance of the heretics and pagans of other times… There is no return, there is no forgiveness, “Humanity would sink into eternal darkness, it would fall into a dull and primitive state…” (7), prophesied a faithful heretic, because in the last Great War, the supremacy of the Aryan cosmogonic order was disputed and that order was defeated in these lower realms and the eternal enemy today has the freedom to destroy their only paradise and to devour the visible Sun.

It is the Avatãra and not a man who reveals the Cosmogony that announces his own return from the future, mounted upon his white horse and in the night of time will come, because “Only a God can  save us. The only possibility left to us, in thought and poetry, is the availability for the manifestation of that God or for his absence in the catastrophe: that we decline before the absent God" (8).

Wolfram von Odal
(ADA)

Schastell Marveille, February 24, 2017-CXXVII


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References

1. Rahn.
2. Celsus.
3. Cioran
4. Serrano
5. Bruno
6. Serrano
7. Goebbels
8. Heidegger

Blogger's Note

A revealed truth and a work dedicated to those who can look at themselves head-on, has no copyright, no interest in capital, it belongs to the people who today are being progressively exterminated by means of a sinister planning. Eternal gratitude to the master don Miguel Serrano, who would bequeath his work to his spiritual children scattered over this and other lands.

All the texts published here are from a translation by Franz Berg. Guy P. Derby II has made some small emendations to the translation of these chapters. The Invocation to Lucifer corresponds to a translation by Jason Thompkins.

Explosion

It is impossible to penetrate into the unfathomable Mystery of the first explosion. By analogy with the atomic bomb, we can say that here we find the principle of Evil, a deviant science and technology. Whoever brought about the explosion in the Universe visible to the eyes of earthly flesh did so under a malignant impulse, even if it were the result of the random Chance of a Causality. From this Explosion came the Creation of opposite pairs, the atoms, particles, solar winds, chemicals, celestial mechanics, laws, times, gravity and the Eternal Return of the Same. From this Explosion come the cosmic clouds, stars, suns, and galaxies. And everything began to expand, move outwards, be displaced in search of something like the vital space of mechanics, an imperialism of matter and the Universe of visible light with its implacable laws, an invasion at the expense of what would seem to be Nothing, but that is in truth Another Universe, not ruled by the mechanical laws of Explosion, but by other laws, or by none, as was foreseen by Nietzsche. For this reason we call it a Universe of the Spirit.

This might seem like Gnosticism or even dualism, if not for there being in addition to these two universes moreover many others, unimaginable and of pure imagination, like those particles of quantum science, the Myrmidons (from mind, mentality) or like 'imaginary numbers.' Inexistent Universes that nevertheless exist. Hence, Esoteric Hitlerism is not a Manichean dualism, nor even a Gnosticism. As we have said elsewhere, it is Tantrism, Wotanism, pluralistic paganism.
For the purposes of this exposition we shall limit ourselves to the first Explosion and the extension of its contagion in an other Universe, appreciated as Nothingness. Although it may well be difficult to understand how a material Universe, with exact laws of essential chemistry, can be sustained by Nothing, not being created eternally, in contradiction with the finite combinations of its mechanics, repeating themselves in an Eternal Return of the Same and in this way, and only in this way, providing a platform of support for its real or illusory existence. Yet, due to gravitational entropy, a limit is placed on the expansion lest the Cycle of Return feed on the energy stolen from that other Universe, indistinguishable, corrupting with the unbridled appetite of its Will to Power, eternally renovated by 'vampire action' and the enslavement of Time, the God Kronos, transformed into a Vassal Aion. The Mithraic Zervan. So the Cycle of Eternal Return overflows the borders of its circumference penetrating another universe, invading it, altering its pristine purity with a corrupting mode, 'imperialist' so to speak, feeding on its purity, this 'blood,' so it can go on existing and making its finite energy eternal through this expansion. The Cycle and slavery aggrandize, repeating themselves. Like a stain, Evil extends its contagion, its horrible invention. Its spaces and its times. Imperialism, not Imperium, is the beginning of a decadence. Kronos, Time, seems to orbit around something, much like we move around Kronos-Saturn, which emits gravitational waves wasting our energies and wearing us down in the slide towards death. The expansion of the visible Universe is fulfilled in tactical turns, with an encircling strategy of 'pockets.' Therefore the Eternal Return loses force in every Round. And so thereby Ragnarök appears, the Twilight of the Gods at the end of Kaliyuga, in the Iron Age, our own. The Solar Wind could reach the zone of Great Silence, total silence, where it seems no vibration arrives. And where even light is sucked down to the Black Holes, by the Black Sun or 'Astral Tube,' by that Swastika where everything collapses in on itself. Everything visible and known by the rational mind. This is Implosion, the passage to an Other Universe, to anti-matter, where everything goes in the opposite direction, where another time rules. A Time still unused in reserve, a God still not yet incarnated, not chained to the Rock at the Full Noontide of Eternal Return.
Eternity is unused Time. 'Time in reserve,' said the great Hitlerist writer and poet Knut Hamsum.
Mechanistic science, 'exploding,' believes the visible Universe is something like ten billion years old, and will eventually end at a preordained date. The Rishi sages of Vedic India determined the periods of Eternal Return by Kalpas, Manvantaras and Yugas. Cycles within other cycles. We are at the end when the current is within the open jaws of the Fenrir Wolf in the Kaliyuga, the Fourth Age, the Iron one with the earlier being the Bronze, Silver and that of Gold, the Golden Age, the primordial Paradise. Our Cosmogony knows a Fifth Age that will be the result of the Judgment of the Kaliyuga, the Age of Lead, indescribable for its horror. And we think that because these are symbolic figures of Tantric alchemy, because it is from lead that involution again ascends, transmuting into gold (back towards the Golden Age, the Satya-Yuga). From Lead the Opera Magna of Heroes in combat begins again. From there, by means of Implo-sion, or rather Antigravitational Science, it becomes possible to overcome entropy, the wear and tear of burnout and ex haustion of matter, retracing the ages conversely to reach the Alchemic Gold, aurum potabile one drinks to gain immortality with a body of Red Vajra (Rubedo, the red giant stars) before the end when we leap into an Other Universe.  To go out.  Aryan Rishis call this red matter Vajra, detained precisely in the critical moment of expansion (imperialism and exhaustion), fixed there, just before the fatal second of decadence, as a White Dwarf, to be converted into a mummy in the sky (weighed down like lead) or disintegrating in an inverse explosion, through wear and fatigue, leaving lost matter in the belly of something like a Robot-Golem, who feeds from this destruction, thereby able to begin everything again in another Kalpa, other Rounds, in the Eternal Return. It has been said the world is a thought rather than a machine. But it thinks badly. And more than a dream, this Creation is a nightmare. A failed invention, a monstrous imitation.  It is the corruption of something that was something else.
                                             

Response of the Immortals

Our Weltanschauung is warlike. It is faced with a war, because at the beginning of Time someone declared war against the Immortals to take away their immortality, destroying Asgard, Valhalla. It was a war the immortals did not declare, but had impressed on them, having to react to the danger of being caught in a 'web' woven from another matter by a plagiary that would smother their skies, their dwellings, their primordial Eggs, destroying all their works in their entirety. The reaction was to go to war, using the same tactics and strategies as the attacker, while striking at the enemy Universe, clothing themselves in its matter, invading it, to come to defeat it from within. Taking hostages in the field, risking everything in the great Battle of the Rounds and accepting the voluntary wager of becoming imprisoned in the Cycle of Eternal Return. There are infinite worlds, different among themselves and not located in different dimensional spaces, but overlaid, intersecting or parallel, without touching, neither seen nor felt, though sensing and intuiting each other. From one of these worlds, like a strange malediction, (Spoken Curse), the Demiurge will emerge. And he is introduced into the Spiritual Universe, like a sickness, like a Virus (called Huitralalhue by the Mapuche), with an explosive effect. A Window, or Wound, is opened there through which to enter. And this is the explosion that has spread like a chain-reaction that reaches an Ultra-Cosmic Egg, a Cosmogenic Eros, roundly enclosed
completely in itself,  and breaks it, splits it. Here is the beginning of Evil, the division of the Anthropos, the Melothesia, Ulterior Star, Vimana, UFO, the Total-Man. Here begins the plagiary of the Demiurge and the corruption of this Universe that was pure, beautiful and perfect. Its explosion divides, at omizes. From the Primordial Egg the Demiurge, by division, takes  his kingdoms and his species, his minerals, his mountains, rivers,   seas and skies, his animals and plants. The nostalgia in the gaze of these beings, even in the g aze of inanimate beings, is from a lost completeness, a unus mundus that was stolen. The corruption of the pristine world is expressed in the involution of its substance. Conversely, the plagiary of the Demiurge on the primordial Web amounts to an attempt at a failed evolution that stagnates into creative disability, with no possibility of advancement, like Neanderthal Man, the great humanoid ape, involution of the Archetype of Man. The Demiurge had copied the human form of the cosmic Archetype, the Anthropos, Total-Man, a God, but was unable to give it a soul.  Moreover, he corrupted the Divine-Man, imprisoned him, transforming him into a biological robot, never improving on him. Animals are the qualities of Total-Man that have crystallized and taken these forms in the biosphere. Thus, the dog, for example, is a God in reverse that desperately longs to be reintegrated with his Divinity. Deity is God and canine is dog, God in reverse. The original world, pristine, Paradesha, is not found on some boundary of the visible Universe. It is right here, below, or covered up. It is a matter of scraping away the bark so that the true Creation might appear. There the Suffering God will be found with the form of a man. Only the Viper that has taken over his body and dominated his mind by hypnosis must be driven away. It is a possession that can become irreversible. Thus the Immortals have been forced into this definitive War, having to find an answer to the diabolical strategy of the Enemy. And thus they went out by this Door or Window, by this Wound that  the Explosion opened in the Primordial Egg, producing the involution of Divinity, the Divyas, Siddhas, Aesir. And we lost Paradesha, the celestial Asgard.
And so it was the Gods mutated into Heroes

Demiurge

 If it were certain the entire visible Universe had its origin in a single explosion, s omething must have pre-existed this explosion that was there and exploded. Even if it were
Nothingness. The existent in-existence of Nothing. An Other Universe not visible to material eyes, another matter. At some point in the Universe, in space-time, other Universes would exist, other space-times, ruled by different laws, or by none… Something in-existent-existent, before Explosion and Implosion, evolution and involution, beyond outside and inside, but that goes out and develops. Yet this only happens in one of the infinite universes that might exist, every one distinct, none equal, as many as the Gods.
Why did it happen? Was it pure chance? Did someone cause it?  Going out from Eternity, from Nothingness, to create this bad copy of something else, then invisible but immortal, beautiful, eternal. What is unmoving, on the other side, could not go out from itself or become imperfect and active without the act of Someone who was outside and then became. Without a point of fabricated assistance. A type of Robot, Cosmic Machine, a Golem that had lost control and tried to create on their own, i n their own image and likeness. An event as if over a beautiful painting of Leonardo there were overlaid a monstrosity of Picasso. So that the existence of the entire mechanical Universe, visible matter, would be a poor copy made over a fine canvas original by a Satanic plagiarist. A palimpsest. And because of this within this Nature, in which we are now, we can sense the presence of another underground Universe that has been imprisoned and tortured. In her creatures, minerals, plants, in the mountains, rivers, seas and even the stars, in all of Nature there is a nostalgia of lost perfection, a Paradise that was and still remains beneath within her core.
And what has achieved all this, plundering this world, engendering this monstrous cruel abortion, this senseless business, this t ale told by an idiot, imprisoning the immortals, chaining and corrupting them, while extending the Empire and its contagion to the dwellings of the blessed, is a Demon-Robot. It is the Demiurge. An illusion, a being without ontological reality, Maya. And it can only survive its own mechanical laws and gravitational entropy making use of the sacrifice of the immortals, sucking their energies and drinking their sacred blood. It goes expanding through parallel opposite Universes. And so it goes withering the beauty of that Inexistent Ultimate Flower, but more real than anything that exists here, on this side.

Partition of the Orphic Egg: HESHE and SHEHE

 Orphic Myth tells us this Mystery. Though our cosmogony expands and perfects it. The Orphic Legend tells us about the partition of the Cosmogenic Eros, Phanes, Erikepaios, dividing himself into man and woman. And Plato explains the Myth. The Primordial Being was round, whole, sufficient in himself, an androgyne. In truth, a star, the Anthropos.  An is man (Andes, An-dalucia) and Tropos is form. Even though round, the star carried within the form of an androgynous man. The Archetype of Man is found within the seed atom of the Cosmogonic Egg, wrapped in this Circle which is a Vimana, a UFO, the Vehicle that empowers him to travel by his own immobility: Vough, the Unmoved Mover of Aristotle, the inside of a Pole, the Axis around which the Star, fixed in his eternity, spins. Eros, on dividing under the influence of the doom-laden Demiurge, makes the Divine Man lose his Divine Woman. Yang loses his Yin, the positive his negative. And this begins the Drama and War, transit, exodus, desperate pilgrimage, the search through the demiurgic spaces and times, because God has lost his totality, his complete number. In the Introduction of NOS: Book of Resurrection I have attempted to describe the Drama of this first partition, the loss and search through times, spaces and Rounds of the Eternal Return. The partition of the Primordial Egg and pain of loss. Also in my book ELELLA: Book of Magic Love. I called the Orphic Egg by the name HE-SHE (or ELELLA) where He and She become fused,
united. Under the effect of the demiurgic explosion, or making use of it, s he separates and goes out through the Wound, f rom his side in the Androgynous Egg. So it went, beginning to slide towards unfathomable depths, towards dark, far away Universes.  She comes to be. Gnosticism knew of this misfortune, as narrated in the Pisti Sophia, a manuscript that has come down to us incomplete, after the burning    of the Library of Alexandria. She appears as a female Aion who has come down from rarefied heavens, remaining a prisoner in search of knowledge, wisdom. Until Xristos came down to rescue her. Yet it seems the feminine principle that emerges from HE-SHE lacks ontological reality, real immortality, since only He has those qualities within the Egg of HE-SHE, where the positive masculine principle prevails, as a masculine Androgyne, of Yang type. This Mystery was also partially known by medieval Christianity, under the Hyperborean-Germanic-Barbarian influence, coming to doubt and question the immortality of Eve-woman. In the Drama that here concerns us, her immortality depends exclusively on Someone who searches for and rescues her, the XristosHe, unable to find her nevertheless. All this is revealed in extremely ancient unknown runic texts and a certain gnosticism that is not dualist. Our Cosmogony gleans this and perfects it. Genesis, the antediluvian document that has been distorted by the Jews, tells us something about it in the story of Lilith and Eve. But our Cosmogony completes the Orphic Myth with the idea of SHE-HE (ELLAEL), as well as HE-SHE (ELELLA). If HE-SHE is an Androgyne, with his integrated feminine principle, SHE-HE is an Androgynous, with her masculine principle interiorized. In the first Yang, the masculine, predominates, and in the second, Yin, the feminine principle. And if HE-SHE loses a part of his her, in the division of the Cosmogonic Egg, SHE-HE then loses a part of her him. And both must begin the search through strange Universes, made of other matter and vibrations, to recover each other. Or instead remain there hoping to return, as on the edge of a Fountain. Around the Fountain of Castalia. For our Cosmogony the understanding of this Myth has been received from the most ancient Minnesänger, who in turn inherited it from the Hyperborean bards. This was also sung by the Lycian poet Olin, and preached by the Hyperborean priestesses of Apollo, in Delos: Allouine, Arges and Opis. Then Greece forgot the songs, with the mixing of Dorian blood with the Ionians. But the Germans have always been those who have carried them in the memory of pure blood, in the ritual of Magic Love and the veneration of the Woman-Maga, the hero's companion, the Valkyrie.
With the coming of the divine to search and fight within the demiurgic Universe a division must arise between the beings that inhabit this Universe. One part have a divine origin, the other lacks ontological reality. There is a third, of which more later, the animal-men
                                   

Orphic Music and Archetypal Numbers

 To leave Eternity and enter space-time presumes a mutation.  Orpheus has already lost his Eurydice. He sees her draw away into infinite spaces, decreasing in size, falling prisoner in the Eternal Return within the belly of Kronos, so that only a 'meaningful chance' or 'a law of solidarity' will allow him to find her with her loosened from the green placenta, from the Green Thunderbolt. And HE-SHE has kept a part of his He in order to go in search of his her. It is very difficult for us here to capture what this Drama of the partition of the Orphic Egg is. Orpheus tells us in symbols: Night was a bird  with great black wings that let drop a shining silver Egg that only Sacred Night could look at directly. Above this Egg was the Sky, below Okeanos, which was also Chaos. On breaking open there escaped from the Egg a Being of golden wings, Eros, Love, who made the Sky and Kaos couple, giving rise to the Universe. It is not possible with the rational mind to understand the 'reason' for the partition of the
Primordial Egg, Protogonos, the Monad, Purusha, about which the Samkya philosophy of India speaks. Nor with (Judaized) mathematics, although perhaps quantum mathematics, applied by a gnostic mind, may help. Only Music (Orpheus was a musician) in the sense given her by Schopenhauer of Archetypes moving through time. In effect, an Orphic Mathematics, an Archetypal Mathematics, of Archetypal Numbers that is the true Music.  The music of Bach. So it is that with The Art of Fugue one can pre-sense, pre-capture the partition of HE-SHE and SHE-HE. And the flight of she and he. This Drama and this Nostalgia. For one thing Orpheus was a musician who enchanted all of Nature, the mountains, rivers, trees, animals and birds with his songs. As was Krishna and the same Wotan, Maestro of the musicians of the Runes and poets, the Runenlauteren, Armanen. Runes are Orphic numbers and the archetypical notes of Odin. As in all initiation stories, the Orphic Myth also has more than one level, there being a very secret plane only revealed in Eleusis by the Priests and Priestesses of the caste of Eumolpidae. Only Hesiod lets be known something of it when referring to the coupling of Zeus with his second sister, Demeter, to give birth to her only daughter, Persephone.  Nothing of this was spoken in public, since Demeter is the wife of Poseidon, or at least so most believe. Thus did the uninitiated disciples of Orpheus tell the story. The deep Mystery was revealed in its esoteric sense only at Eleusis. So Professor C. Kerénye tells us in his work on the Greek Gods that he sent dedicated to me. As well as the Myth of the partition of the Orphic Egg, Erikepaios, the Cosmogonic Eros, understood in the way now done by our Cosmogony. Because this is and was a Hyperborean Revelation. The numbers known and used today are Semitic and serve to add, subtract, multiply, divide, as conditions of the rational mind, but they   do not serve for the unus mundus. There are, however, other numbers, the Roman for example, that do not serve to add, subtract, multiply   nor divide. And with these numbers and with some other type of calculation the Romans built their aqueducts and bridges, the Incas and Atumarunas their cities, the Maya and Toltecs their pyramids, and the men of pre-History, the Great Bahrathas, their Vimanas.

The Art of Fugue

THE ART OF FUGUE




 
 Like a vaporous air bubble, like a ballerina, like a dancing girl from India dressed in green reeds, she flew away from HE-SHE. He saw her leave crossing through his Wound, to fall infinitely head down with her golden hair and floating veils stirred by the astral winds towards the regions of total silence beginning to turn there and waste away amid the dominions of Kronos, prisoner of the Cycle of Eternal Return, this law of gravity that here rules, Kalpa after Kalpa, Manvantaras and Yugas. He saw her lose the freshness of Asgard, and always asking, wanting to know, with a lighted lamp in her hand. And He could not resist her. With a portion of himself, he also crossed through the Wound and went down in search of her, so as not to leave her there so alone, accompanying her, because his Honour is called Loyalty and because He cannot go on without her. And he was Xristos in search of Sophia, Wisdom, and he was Baldur crucified and he was Wotan who sent there for his son Baldur. And he hurried through the vast spaces, through demiurgic extension with open arms head down in this Battlefield like the Ir Rune, Death, and wielding a sword strongly. Each were seeking the other, pursuing, without drawing together, turning through those enormous empty spaces wanting as well to face the Enemy who had already made them prisoners without their knowing it. They turned with the Swastika of Exodus, that of the loss of Celestial Asgard, the First Hyperborea of the Green Thunderbolt. As we have said, only a part of Him abandoned the pre-Cosmic Egg of the pre-Universe, Green Asgard. But this part of Him could not entirely fit down here below because it was too great: He
was Wotan, a God who came from beyond the stars. Because of this Someone, the greater part of Himself, had to remain waiting like on the edge of a Fountain without moving and contemplating his own Drama as if from outside of Himself without being able to intervene like the Paralytic of Eternity, like a Time in Reserve, or like the Ultimate Battalion. The Einherier. And the same happens with the She of SHE-HE, only in reverse. She sees a part of her He fall away as well with the Ir Rune, head down and with open arms. She will also go out searching for him, carrying a Lamp in her hand, pure Uncreated Light. Nor does she go out entirely, having left behind the principal part of Herself in the pre-Cosmic Egg. She is Freya. As they descend from the heavens through rarefied spaces they go decreasing their essences, further dividing them, forming regiments, command centers, families, family houses, lineages, which are One, that are they themselves, the same God, the same Baldur, the same Wotan, the same Goddess Freya.  Because only thus can they fit in. And in such a way that each time it is more difficult for Him to recognize his her and for Her to recognize her him with the essence of their identity divided and shared among many, so that He could love them all without being unfaithful, since, in each one he finds a portion of his her. And only in the accumulated intensity of One Alone reaching the highest pitch of the soul. He will recognize and reincorporate her.   As we have said: the she that breaks away from HE-SHE lacks ontological reality, being moreover a small part of the total She from  the Yang Egg. She (the feminine principle within the man) is not strong enough by herself to be empowered in the demiurgic Universe. In  SHE-HE the same occurs, only in the opposite way, since the Yin predominates. Her eternity can only be rescued, reincorporated in Him. Only thus will it be achieved. And through the initiatory practices of Magic Love, A-Mor. It is enough that a single she is saved in He for all the others to be saved with her.
This is one of the highest Mysteries of our cosmogony.

The Twelve Canons in the Art of Fugue

THE TWELVE CANONS IN THE ART OF FUGUE    Let us say with Novalis that all men are not equal and that the human form is not enough for a man to be a man. There are many who have this form and are not. The same with women. If He again finds his she and reintegrates her into him, inter-manning her by Magic Love, A-Mor, he has returned her eternity to her from within Himself, providing her with an ontological reality that was lacking when she broke away from the Egg of HE-SHE, receding into the distance and falling lower and lower. He rediscovered or found her within himself in the Self, the Selbst. And only now, transmuted again into Androgyne, Total-Man, is he prepared to find the Divine Woman outside his own Self, to find She, who in her turn seeks to reintegrate her he after having lost him in the sky of SHE-HE. And they then love one another with the Love without love in the Divine Comedy of A-MOR with Two Androgynes, Absolute Man and Woman. And they will be Two Stars, Two Suns, Two Vimanas, moving immobile 'beyond the stars.'  Two Warriors who have triumphed. Thus Myth and Legend are understood in an antediluvian Aryan Hyperborean Genesis, unexpurgated, with the history of Eve and Lilith. The latter is the Valkyrie of Lucifer, Lucibel, his Mystic Wife, Enoia, his soror misticæ, coming from HE-SHE. Adam and Eve are he and she, in lower-case, animal-men. Lucifer and Lilith (Wotan and Freya) are He and She, in upper-case, Aesir, divine Siddhas of Asgard, Divyas. Adam and Eve are man and woman, that portion of positive and negative detached from HE-SHE and SHE-HE without ontological reality, as we sensed. Lilith is also Medea who delivered the Golden Fleece to Jason and is Repanse de Schoye, Keeper of the Gral. Lucifer is Baldur, Wotan, Quetzalcoatl, the Morning Star.  A Star not demiurgic.
     The Art of Fugue is performed in Time which is a 'dimension.' But on entering here the archetypic God-Notes ring a different bell, reversing their sounds as if in a mirror. Obligated to the temporal realization of their essences, they nevertheless attempt the return, turning their steps and compasses backwards towards the past with the help of the gyre of the Leftwards Swastika of Return. Thus in the Twelve Canons of the Art of Fugue, where Bach discreetly introduces his name (his signature and rubric) consisting of four strategic motifs (He, she; She, he; Re, fa; Mi, do:  B-A-CH).  Yes, the Art of Fugue is made in a mirror and is a cyclical idea, such as the Creed of the Mass in B Minor. It is Infinite Music with neither beginning nor end, conceived, furthermore, not to be performed with material instruments, but with the Mind and to be heard with the Mind. The entire work is a monumental effort of totalization, individuation and the sublime relation of the partition and pursuit of the recovery of lost completeness at the end of a life, a Round and an incarnation of Divinity. With the four free motifs that Bach introduces at the end everything must remain inconclusive here, because it passes through to the other side of the Mirror where things are upside-down and perhaps he goes away forever (and if it were so, then he must begin again in another Round, perhaps by someone else, perhaps by me…) These four motifs should be combined with the principle motif repeated in fugues and canons from the temporal outset. Yet Bach died at this moment leaving us with the inconclusive story of a search and divine war. And the Nostalgia of HE-SHE and SHE-HE with the Universe of Hyperborea, the Green Thunderbolt and the impossibility of recovering them ever again…

The Magic Flute

THE MAGIC FLUTE
 There is another musician who expresses, better than anything we can express with words, the Drama we are here trying to describe. He is Mozart in the 'Magic Flute.' The ideas of Carl Gustav Jung on Anima and Animus and the theme  of The Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse have been drawn from this musical work of Mozart. It has been said the symbolism of The Magic Flute might be inspired by Masonic secret clues whose public disclosure would have meant the death of Mozart. Professor Jung and Hermann Hesse also had connections with Freemasonry. In Damian the symbolism seems clear. He is a Cainite, a Son of the Widow, of  Eve. In a list of Masons, published during my stay in Switzerland,    there appeared the name of C. G. Jung. This would explain his contradictions in the analysis he made of the personality of Adolf Hitler and the German soul, including what he called the Aryan 'Collective Unconscious.' Yet I do not see what the theme of The Magic Flute can have to do with Freemasonry. Though, yes, that theme has to do, and very much, with Hyperborean tradition and revelation and with the highest Love poetry of the German Minnesänger. If Mozart were assassinated by the Freemasons that would have been for his freedom and independence, because he surely rebelled against them and because his work was too great, dangerous, altogether too German. Mozart marvelously describes the two classes of beings who inhabit this Universe. The semidivine of heroes, Vîras, with Pamino and Pamina; and the merely animal, corrupted by the Demiurge, the class of Sudras, Papageno and Papagena. In Steppenwolf these poles are represented by Harry and Hermine, feminine of Hermann (from Hermann Hesse), his Anima.  Animus and Anima, HE-SHE and SHE-HE, already separated and in search of each other. The divine couple Pamino and Pamina choose a process of totalization, or Orphic individualization, through initiatic tests until achieving the plenitude of a Star, a Sun, directed by a Magus-Maestro by the name Sarastro, reminiscent of the Persian Zoroaster and hinting at a type of Aryan initiation neither Masonic nor Jewish.
As we advance through Esoteric Hitlerism we shall explain the symbolism of the Flute of Pamino and the 'Box of Little Bells,' of Papageno. The divine couple is sterile, the humans Papageno and Papagena mate for reproduction in a new partition and demiurgic prolongation of the species. The divine pair of Pamino and Pamina will give birth to the Alchemic Inner Son, Rebis, Homunculus. Perhaps without knowing it, because Music is Archetypes moving in Time, in effect clothing herself with this ethereal flesh, Mozart, the divine Mozart, giving us in this language a clear transparent eternal revelation: Lucifer and Lilith, Pamino and Pamina; Adam and Eve, Pagageno and Papagena. Two incontestable humanities without a bridge between them, two distinct beings even though of the same human form similar in appearance only. Between them a same Archetype shows itself in diametrically opposed ways, with another Meaning.  Irreconcilable. I would dedicate The Magic Flute to Novalis. Just as The Art of Fugue by Bach is fulfilled at the 'highest pitch of the soul' on the peaks where the fiery lily of Eternal Love blossoms, A-Mor.  Mozart brought into Time an archetypal legend that in Eternity can scarcely be contained in the motionless sigh of a statue. Mozart moved that breath and made it glide through Time. And now this music travels through the souls of the blessed and suffers to cross over our minds.

Compendium On Earth

COMPENDIUM ON EARTH
 Over the surface of this world is found an absolute inequality among beings that appear dressed in similar human forms: the very scarce Divyas or divine Siddhas, almost nonexistent in Kaliyuga, the semi-divine Vîras or heroes and the animal-men, Sudras. We are using a Sanskrit terminology from the Tantrism of Aryan India already familiar to the readers of our works. The Divyas or divine Siddhas correspond to the 'He' detached from HE-SHE, unmixed with animal-men, coming in search of their shes, the lost completeness entering into combat with the Demiurge and its robotic hordes of Sudras and Jews. The Vîras are the sons of the Divyas who 'fell in love with the daughters of men,' mixing with the women of the earth, and they are 'the angels' who committed the racial sin and mixed their pre-astral fiery blood that was from Hyperborea, the Green Thunderbolt. They are the Heroes of long-ago times. What happens to Woman is similar. Lilith is the Divine Woman and  Eve the earthly woman. The Valkyrie Lilith corresponds to the Sh e detached from SHE-HE to go in search of her he, from the lost totality. But She does not mix with animal-man, with earthly men, remaining here for a short time and only as a priestess of magic A-Mor, like a Tantric virgin Yogini. [Magic virginity is only lost on giving birth to a son of the flesh.] She is the Woman-Guru. And she is also a heroine for having descended so low here, to help the Vîra in his combat. The Hero, as we have said, searches for his wife in all women until he becomes convinced he will only wed her within, internalized. No doubt the ideal of this Combat is the sacred chastity of the warrior, outer and profane marriage being a dangerous error for the initiate-magus. When the Vîra finds his 'She' from SHE-HE, she who was the A-Mada of HE-SHE, in the Sky of the Green Thunderbolt, and that in this Round of Eternal Return will appear as his Valkyrie, his Allouine, his Medea, will ignite his soul, able to end his wanderings since he has found a Face for his anima, his she. This will be the Full Noontide of Eternal Return and Revelation. There is a recondite Mystery we shall also attempt to uncover with these words referring to the eternal feminine of SHE-HE, representing in this part of Herself what became detached and embodied in demiurgic worlds, here on Earth. SHE-HE broke open his pre-Cosmic Egg by solidarity with HE-SHE, in the loyalty and honour of comrades with her Eternal A-Mor. And She must go in search of him. But the essence of the Feminine must be supremely expressed in the renunciation she makes of
her Eternity. On finding her He in the Rounds of Eternal Return, She delivers her Eternity to him, leaving the miracle of her own Resurrection in his hands, giving him her divine energy so that He might continue in Combat, offering him her Immortality so He gains and overcomes it.  Then in his triumph She will also have conquered. Thus She almost always dies in this world in order to continue accompanying him from Valhalla, for 'to love him more being dead,' according to Shelley, such that She will be the one fighting through him. Over there she awaits you! And He must respond to this gesture of divine solidarity, immortalizing her with his Triumph, giving the Face of the A-Mada to his interiorized she, wedded to his soul to transfigure her into Absolute-Woman, at the same time that He rescues her completeness in a conscious way, transmuting himself into Absolute-Man. In this Mystery the supreme femininity of SHE-HE is embodied along with the absolute masculinity of HE-SHE. The Absolute Woman and Man. In the pre-Cosmic separation and their reunion on earth, in the eternal and finite, there is never more than one She for a He. One A-Mada alone. The Hero who finds her here must remain counted faithful to her even beyond the universes and stars.

The Imprisoned Gods

The ancients did well to represent the Gods in human form as an Archetype recurring in all the Universes. The same stars are a gigantic man, clothed in demiurgic matter, imprisoned in this Nature and repeating himself although decreasing in size.  We do not see the inhabitants of those worlds because our eyes made only to perceive our terrestrial space and time do not catch their matter. The sky has the form of a man, said Swedenborg. Everything would be as in those Persian, Indian and Chinese miniatures where there are inside men and animals other even smaller beings and other animals. Such that we ourselves, within, or on the surface of a star, would be like cells of a giant's body, an imprisoned God who can only free himself with our efforts and our victory over the Great Jailer. Victory that often inhibits that same God. Because this entire Universe of visible material stars, fire, ice and combustion, is the land of the Demiurge, the prison in which the    Gods are bound and enslaved. This aberrant similitude has been superimposed over the pre-existence of another Divine Nature and extends itself towards the worlds of the immortals, winning battle after battle until everything would be destroyed by its own mechanical action at the end of a Kalpa when its finite energy has been exhausted, having to recommence an identical history thanks to the eternity of an imprisoned God, Time-KronosSaturn. Thus the Gods themselves enable the survival of their executioner, giving over to him the energy that allows his Will to Power to reform and begin everything all over again in the Eternal Return of the Same. The Demiurge receives his 'food' that prolongs his Cosmic Vampire existence. He keeps the Gods imprisoned within the hypnotic cycle of his diabolical Will. But there exist other Archetypes and Aions: The Pleroma and entities like Maitreya in Theosophy and the Christ Jew of the Christianity of Rome, both of them willing agents in the service of the Demiurge. Such is the Force of Gravity (as opposed to Plasmic shaping), with its hypothetical gravity waves and, of course, Time and Space.
The mechanistic science of today, rationalist technique, called 'objective' (concerning the object), the materialist mechanics of metals and chemicals only conceive the visible Universe, until now materially uninhabited except by arithmetic numbers, without understanding that everything rationalized as dimension, force and energy are intelligent beings also with human form though not visible to the eyes of flesh. Mountains, rivers, seas, trees are sensible entities, intelligent, archetypal and invisible to most. But the Divyas and Vîras of Pre-History knew them, able to keep in communication with those beings. Their science was Geomancy. Yet not all the Gods have been defeated by demiurgic hypnosis. It      is correct to say: Some of
them have entered into a voluntary collaboration, being cleverly convinced they could participate in the falsification of the Demiurge, thinking to direct it towards a better end. Perhaps they tried to prevent the great catastrophes, Ragnarök, Götterdämerung, the Twilight of the Gods. And they have too late come to know they are impotent prisoners in the nets of their captor and corrupter. One of these Neutral Gods will have been Kronos-Saturn, Time, bound to spin in an Eternal Round, the Eternal Return. The Drama of these Gods extends to the Neutral Angels of Wolfram von Eschenbach in his Parzival. And goes further with the White Traitors, those Divyas who have also been made to collaborate with the Golem Yahweh, believing in the goodness of his plans and thinking they would be able to participate and even change his laws.  Like the sleeping or terrorized Vîras who have been led to betray their lineage of divine origin and their Hyperborean blood, placing themselves in the service of the agents of the Demiurge on earth. They are already no longer Heroes.

Eternal Return, Reincarnation

  What object would the demiurgic corruption have, better known as  'the Creation'? Apparently only one: to feed its 'creator.' Everything devours itself: stars, galaxies, animals, and plants. In the end the Demiurge himself is the one who eats his creation, the cannibal, on completing a Kalpa in the Götterdämerung. He eats even the Gods, already entered into Time. Therefore Germanic mythology shows the Demiurge as a Wolf that swallows everything in his dark jaws. The Fenrir Wolf. This Wolf, after the Twilight of Universal Energy, must definitively die as well for lack of food, except for the Gods made prisoners who are immortal and remake themselves after a dream of eternity. And because 'Eternity is Time in reserve.' Eggs, Gods, Purushas still undivided and not imprisoned.  The Demiurge-Wolf knows it and that is why he extends, while he can, his corruption that men call 'Creation.' The prisoner God, making possible the beginning of everything over again, is Kronos-Saturn, in endless repetition of the same due to the limited energy (limited creative imagination) of the Demiurge, who never creates from Nothing and only badly copies and corrupts a pre-existent Creation invisible to him as it is to the humans. He has petrified Creation with his superimposed plagiary, with the evolutionary gravitational explosion. Here we have the causes of Eternal Return and its unalterable laws. In the Circle of Eternal Return the Gods have fallen prisoners, to serve as food for the VampireWolf, deceived Gods and Neutral Angels. And this is where the Warriors of Celestial Asgard have arrived, from the Pre-Cosmic Hyperborea of the Green Thunderbolt, dividing their primordial Eggs, renouncing their completeness to be able to fight in the world of the pairs of opposites, in the dimension of Time. They immerse themselves in the Circle of Eternal Return to be able to unleash there a combat in which they wager their eternity, their immortality and the recovery of their 'she,' their completeness. The step (leap) from one existence to another is equivalent to entry into another state of consciousness, a change in mental status. And this is instantaneous. Seen from here, from this space-time, from the slowest energy, in the belly of Kronos, the event must be seen as the appearance of a UFO, from immeasurable distances. Perhaps Werner von Braun said the 'Flying Saucers' come from the most distant galaxies of this Universe for this reason. Subject and prisoner of the Eternal Return, already mixed with the 'daughters of the earth,' losing the strength and power to get out by the same door as when he entered, the hero, Vîra must turn within this Circle, forced into births, deaths and returns like beings without divine origin. It is a law of the Eternal Return, due to the limited demiurgic energy, that each new Round offers fewer possibilities of triumph and liberation. Less energy and a shorter life. From the Golden Age, from
the Satya-Yuga to Kaliyuga, the Iron Age. And yet to come must be the Age of Lead, total enslavement, the Fourth, or Fifth State, without possibility of salvation for anyone. Nor of reunions. [The magic 'Pocket' of the 'Hero Yuga' will only be possible in the most critical moment of Kaliyuga, like a briefest mirage of the return of a Golden Age: the Hitlerian Third Reich.]  Nietzsche referred to the Eternal Return as a mechanical consequence of this Universe. But he also spoke of a Full Noontide of Revelation, together with the Rock of Zarathustra on the Mountain, where he received the instant experience of the Eternal Return of the Same.   And Nietzsche intuited the possibility of something never dreamed of by the greatest utopians and of Universes not governed by laws of mechanics, perhaps by no law… He never came to tell us more, since he went mad, blinded by the beams of one of his Gods in the service of the Demiurge who trembled before the immense danger of his Revelation.  And of he who could deepen it.  But Adolf Hitler continued what Nietzsche had left unfinished. And so Esoteric Hitlerism shows us the way out for the Hero in combat with sword in hand exactly in the moment of the Revelation of Full Noontide when the Three Paths of Zarathustra appeared (Ida, Sushumna, Pingala?) next to the Rock (lapis?) of Revelation. Because on experiencing the Eternal Return one must attempt everything once and for all with the power of Will, since never again in the successive Rounds will an opportunity like this again present itself with equal intensity of consciousness and because the Revelation has been made possible by a bi-location of space and time, or perhaps by an unexpected assist sent to us by the imprisoned God Kronos, the Divine Analogue, informing, running backwards in a simultaneous blink of an eye, taking advantage of some careless oversight of the Demiurge's own insane pride, sure of having already won everything. Kronos knew He would also be freed by our triumph like Prometheus by Hercules on the Rock of the Caucasus. For Nietzsche, as for Buddha, it is not necessary for people to have souls to be able to return to this world after a time in death, owing      to the mechanical repetition of Eternal Return. The original Buddhism of the Shastriya warrior, Gautama, Prince of North India, who came     to be the Buddha, one of the avatars of the Aryan Nordic-Polar, white and blond God Vishnu (Buddha is a category, a principle, like     Kristos, or Cinche among the Araucanians), his experience had a greater similarity with the Nietzschean Eternal Return than with the metempsychosis and reincarnation of Dravidic India, for the dark-skinned. As the Eternal Return is a Circle that rotates within Time, perhaps like in one of those Tibetan paintings where within the belly of a demon the 'Wheel of Life,' the repetitions, or returns must refer more to substance than to form, which could change through the different stages of Return, or what we have called Rounds. The argument would be the same (return of the same), with the costume changing. A same Circle could narrow through Kalpas, Manvantaras and Yugas, or a descending Spiral. Thus there would be room for reincarnation in the Eternal Return, in distinct bodies or clothes, even when the history would be the same in its meaning, its theme and its invariable development. Only the corporal form, that like a garment would change its epoch, its surroundings, but not the spirit of these forms, the Meaning. So I would have lived the same Archetypal History of a reunion and death of the A-Mada, there, among the ice that destroyed Hyperborea, in the Nordic forests of patriarchal holm oaks, in Cyclopean cities, now the Gobi Desert, in Himalayan snows, in Atlantis, Lemuria, Tiahuanacu, the most ancient Egypt, in Greece, the European Middle Ages and also on the slopes of the Andes, in the vicinity of the icefields of Antarctica. But only now, repeating History, has my self been aware of its experience, reaching up to the revelation of Eternal Return. And I know in this Full Noontide I must judge myself all in an instant, taking advantage of a b link of the God Kronos. The storyline of History is archetypal. Already experienced and suffered in another Round by 'someone' who also felt himself 'I' as I feel myself today; the difference of form, if there were one, in truth does not matter, since I have become conscious of an Eternal Motif through myself. And the Archetype, being one and indivisible, though dividing itself into several, makes the self
incarnated in the time of another Round be 'I' myself, in the Self, the Selbst, in the Eternity of the Archetype, now become conscious, now attained, touched. And thus as reincarnated inside the Eternal Return a fixed number of times, also with archetypal numbers, given to me and that correspond to my Noontide and are my Tuning Fork. Within them is given me to conquer or disappear. Within them I play Resurrection and Immortality. These fixed reincarnations by my Numbers are my Family House, my Lineage, which has now reached its Full Noontide in the Nietzschean Revelation on the Rock of Zarathustra. And if I do not go forth in a 'sigh of Time,' by the blinking of Kronos, reaching something never dreamt of, then it is possible but not certain that the Archetype would return to incarnate once more in the same Self, 'possessing it' in the immensity of another Kalpa, another Manvantara or another Yuga. But with less force. We penetrate into the essence of this Mystery: what reincarnates and returns is not a 'self,' but a HE (that in triumph will be WE), he is an Archetype, a Myth, a Legend, an Archetypal History. And in the experience of this Mythic History, the self that suffers it and incarnates it comes to feel as if it were he who returns, participating in his eternity. And in that way Nietzsche, in a moment of supreme lucidity, before entering into his Night (blinded lightening-struck by surprised Kronos-Saturn), declared himself Dionysus, Caesar, Christos (Kristos-Baldur) and 'the Crucified.' He knew he had been all of them.  And he still was them. Just as I will have been Orpheus in search of Eurydice and Dante, looking for his Beatrice and Hölderlin after Diotima, desperately trying to resurrect Allouine.

Hordes of the Demiurge

The armies of the Demiurge, his legions, are gathered among angels who were 'neutral,' like the Gods deceived by the Demiurge. They remain on planes that are not terrestrial, without incarnating on earth. Under an evil spell they are mesmerized like the prisoners in the Castle of Klingsor, in Schastel Marveille. The same happens with the 'White Traitors,' Aryans, Vîras, that here on earth have gone into the service of the Enemy, helping them destroy those of their own same lineage. The Demiurge has possessed them, injecting another being into their Aryan bodies, a strange substance, by means of an idea-variation or mental penetration, taking advantage at present of the psychotronics of Kaliyuga, sending them an assassin viper that sucks the power from their divine blood. Against these demiurgic hordes the Hero must fight. He must also fight against the beings the Demiurge creates, the genetic robots and 'psychic replicas' of Jehovah.
                   

On Gerda: Plasmic Metamorphosis




PLASMIC METAMORPHOSIS
“Must all men be men? It may well be that there are beings with human appearance yet completely different from men.”          Novalis
 GERDA is the name the ancient Germans called the solid supportive star we now call Earth. A Goddess, a feminine Aion, caught in the nets like Pistis Sophia. Within the spherical form we attribute to her there must be the body of a somber suffering giant, a feminine giant. We have become her cells, shaped into identical parts, in 'her image and likeness,' held by her gravity. Moreover, from here we proceed no further! We are also her prisoners. History takes millions of years repeating herself, and is very far away. It is the history of Gods entering into combat and being defeated. Voluntarily defeated. Coming from the far distance of the Orphic Egg, from the Pre-Cosmogonic Eros on the other side of the demiurgic Universe of imprisoned stars, they will enter like disks of cold light, uncreated, through those Black Holes, composed of Plasmic Shape and absolute silence where no light from here can break through or endure. They are UFOs, a Vimana, a 'Chariot of Fire,' something round, revolving, or made to rotate by demiurgic gravitational waves. With a strategic plan, the Divinities have spread through the Cosmos residing in different stars in the firmament, until reaching Gerda. But, though this must be understood from space-time as an entrance from incommensurable distances, everything would be like shift in mental state, instantaneous, the transfer from one plane to another, from one universe of the Mind to another. And of Energy as well, such that the Cathar idea of distinct heavens, some more subtle than others, and their claim that 'from the Fifth Heaven downwards confusion reigns, through demiurgic admixture,' would be truthful. Esoteric Hitlerism considers each 'Chariot of Fire,' Vimana or Disk of Light entering this atmosphere is a HE detached from HE-SHE in search of his she, or a She detached from SHE-HE in search of her he. He is a God, Wotan, Baldur, Freya. But 'That' which fell from the Orphic Egg cannot enter here whole, since it would not fit, despite having left the greater part of himself in the original Egg. So he must again be divided, it being appropriate to say that each sphere, each Fighter Chariot, each Vimana, brings   within a crew comprising Einherieren warriors from Valhalla, or the Green Thunderbolt. A Company, a Headquarters Command, a Platoon. A Family House. And their entry to fight in this world equals the Mystery of the Incarnation, or Plasmic Metamorphosis of the Archetype in the ever less subtilized matter of the Demiurge.
As the UFO or the Vimana goes through different levels of the condensation of Energy, clad with it, until becoming visible on Gerda, so that we could say it gradually forms its substance while entering in and going out. The number of the division of the Archetype in the interior of the Sphere, its 'crew,' will also be conditioned by the density of the matter it crosses, or inhabits momentarily, by the vibration of its energy. Subsequently the components of the crew, their bodies, must acquire the consistency of the medium by which they transit, outwardly and inwardly, being the various bodies possessed by one body, about which some doctrines tell us: spirit, soul, matter. Basically there is no more than one body acquiring different consistencies, from the seed atom, from an invariable genetic root as we would now say. Bodies of the body necessary to enter into and especially to go out from. Bodies that have atrophied until disappearing as potential, until losing their capacity to exit. The strategy for the invasion of the demiurgic world by the divine Divyas is achieved as the 'Eucharistic Mystery' so to speak. The Divya-God divides. He enters here as a Disk of Light, as a Circle (whose circumference is everywhere and center nowhere). And he is Wotan, come from
the City of Asgard, built (in a perennial transparent fading in and out) in any of the more subtle planes of plasmic metamorphosis, in any of the heavens beneath the Fifth (any sky could be my sky), in Valhalla where other laws rule and another Time-Aion reigns, but within the Empire of the Demiurge, always in its domain. Abandoning the plane of the Spirit of Eternity, the Gods go out from the Pre-Cosmic Egg and reach the state of corrupt matter in the camp of the Enemy, also building his cities, his barracks, his castles with the same matter, energy and time they find there in the vast expanse of stars, the Houses of the Zodiac. Hence the Asgard of Leo will be different from that of Aries and Pisces and Celestial Hyperborea from the Polar Hyperborea on Gerda. Even when the model,  the prototype of the City of Asgard, Agartha, Shambalah, the City of the Caesars, is always built on nostalgia and the memory of the ancestral dwelling in the Green Thunderbolt. The consistency of the metamorphic shaping of the City, just like the body of the Divyas and the matter that makes up the Chariot or Vehicle of the Gods will correspond to the substance and vibration of the energy of the world they go through, thereby becoming visible for an instant in the organ of perception in the minds of the beings that inhabit it. So we understand the statement that 'the Flying Saucers - UFOs, are angels…' They enter, are seen for an instant and then disappear. They have 'integrated,' but they must leave fast before they crystallize and lose the ability to 'disintegrate.' The power of Odil, Hvareno, the Science of Implosion, the ability to return to the Center ('that is nowhere.')
The Mystery of Odinic Incarnation is not fundamentally distinct from the Incarnation of Esoteric Kristianity, the 'Eucharistic Mystery' of the Mass, or Messe, which means sowing, harvesting. The grains are scattered over the land of the Demiurge (one grain of wheat is exactly like another? In its essence? And the ears, are they the same as the grain?) and the armies spread out in a predetermined plan of attack by the warriors of Asgard, by their Commander-in-Chief, the 'Lord of Hosts,' Wotan, also a poet. His War is Lightning, a Blitzkrieg (as with the Führer) won or lost like the lightning bolt. Because Wotan is also the wind, the hurricane. And his horse Sleipnir, eight-legged, gallops with only four in this world. The others are for Eternity.
When the UFO comes down here they open their doors and the warriors come out like a hurricane. Each one of those Einherier is equal to Wotan, is He, even though he is called Baldur, Thor, Siegfried, Tristan or Parzival. Each one will live an archetypal history that only transubstantiates in Wotan. And he is like the Eucharistic Host, also round as the Vimana, the UFO, like the War Chariot of the Lord of Hosts, radiant light and when dividing, in each of its parts containing the Whole God.

Defeat: Aesir and Vanir

DEFEAT: AESIR AND VANIR
 Mitgard is the Garden where the Blessed live, the Siddhas, a little further out, in, or before, in the demiurgic respiration, in the Golden Age, solar. Perhaps in the Sun. There the Wanengötter, the divine Vanir, are the 'Masters of Discipline' of their hosts, their battalions. In the Bannwald, 'Forest of Exile.' They are like the Spartans in Sparta, in the 'Garden of Discipline.' But they are the Asengötter, the Aesir Gods, who coming from the City of Asgard have given a soul to human forms corrupted by the Demiurge, 'robotistic.' They are those who 'fell in love with the daughters of men.' At the North Pole, at a time when the earth's Axis, the Column of Gerda, ER, IR, was right, pointing straight at the Pole Star, and had no seasons but a stable climate, and the Houses of the Zodiac had no influence over Gerda nor over the Gods who visited her, because there was no precession of the equinoxes; then the Continent of Hyperborea was located at the North Pole, in the place where now reigns the ice of death. Eternally green, Greenland, Green Earth. Vanir and
Aesir lived there. We have seen that the strategy of the Demiurge and his War could begin with an Explosion (the famous Big Bang of Jewish science) that divided a pre-existent Totality in an invisible Universe, with another Light. On that partition the Demiurge has imposed his plagiary and falsification, making the stars of this Cosmos appear, visible to the eyes of flesh, those ever more numerous galaxies and worlds, because the Demiurge spread his plagiary at the expense of the Universes from Nothing, from Spirit, pure Inexistence, once dressed with Circular matter 'whose circumference is everywhere and center nowhere...' That is how the 'prisoner's uniform' was made, in his Concentration Camp, for all those he enslaved and corrupted. The gravitational waves are his chains, the shackles of the Demiurge.  And getting more extended if we allow. Because everything is creation, invention of the Will. Representations of the Will, in this case the Will of the Demiurge. Will to Power, Potential, Wille zur Macht.
To gravity we must oppose Metamorphic Plasmic Shaping. To Explosion, Implosion. Explosion assumes a finite limited Universe destroying itself with the depletion of expansive energy and that repeats eternally, within the Eternal Return, in the expiration and inspiration of the DemiurgeBrahma, the One, because of the immortality of the imprisoned Gods as we have said. Shaping, to the contrary, is there immobile as Plasma and filaments of Plasma within or beyond the implosive Black Holes, their magnetic fields, in an anti-Universe, necessarily infinite, without beginning or end, inexistent like Nothing.  Its Time is other, in reserve, very like Eternity.  If this should in some way come to express itself it would be as electromagnetic waves that do not derive from their essence, but as a reaction to contact with the gravity waves caused by the Demiurge. And both, together in their shock and combat would change matter, becoming the warped plagiarized Universe we are given to sense here. Nor is gravity the product of the Demiurge, but like a 'bleeding' of the Gods, like a pain on being imprisoned in the trap of corrupted matter. Gravity is the pain of the Gods. Hence Jewish science wants to extend it to every Universe. But the Gods are a Shape (in other words, they have reshaped themselves here); the Sun is itself a Shape. And Plasmic Shape is not a gas, nor a liquid, nor a solid, even though it 'embodies' itself in them and in the form of stars and the human. It is the fourth state of matter, according to what is believed. And there will be a fifth and more. The Solar Wind is a Plasmic Shape.  Saturn-Kronos is surrounded by Rings of Plasmic Shape. They shall one day take him out of his prison.
Each star of the firmament is a God divided by the demiurgic explosion and imprisoned. Now serving as slaves of the Demiurge, awaiting the ultimate day of Ragnarök when the Great Fenrir Wolf will devour them. But beneath each star, in the untouched center, there is a God in pain awaiting his resurrection, his transfiguration, as in each rock, each plant, each animal. We have said if the demiurgic Universe should come to again recreate itself in a new Kalpa, in a new Expiration of Brahma, in the Round of Eternal Return, that must be because the Gods have given their Spiritual energy to that Dark Vampire.  But on the day all the Gods are liberated and redeemed by the combat of the Heroes the Demiurge will disappear forever, touched by his own destruction in the Big Crunch of this own mechanical inspiration, inevitable, devoured by his hunger or rather suctioned away by the Divine Implosion, by that magnetic field where his pure illusion is actualized.

Defeat: Vanir and Aesir

DEFEAT:  VANIR AND AESIR
             Here we approach the climactic and decisive point of the Drama that will change the event within Space-Time and the Reserves of Eternity. The divine warriors, Siddhas, Divyas, who after the first explosion have divided their Spheres voluntarily, taking advantage of the 'chain
reaction,' that 'lever' or 'external foothold,' so to speak, have entered the combat within the Universes of the Demiurge attempting to liberate the first Aions-Gods that fell prisoner, some He in search of their 'She,' some She in search of their 'He.' They also attempt to awaken the Neutral Gods, thinking to destroy or erase the 'Copy' the Great Falsifier has superimposed on the Shape or Fabric of the Universe. The Vanir and Aesir attempted all this from their City of Asgard, Agartha, with its capital Shamballa, also called Thule, in a Polar Hyperborea only half materialized in the North Pole in the Golden Age, the Satyayuga ruled by Sat-Ur-No and Re-A. The divine inhabitants of Polar Hyperborea were the detached He and She of HE-SHE and SHEHE, not taken prisoners, inhabiting other earlier Hyperboreas of the firmament, materials even more subtle, at times in proximity to the Black Sun, the Green Thunderbolt or on Venus, the Morning Star. In fact, they remained here little so as not to lose the ability to translate from world to world between different mental planes of existence. They entered and went away, making use of the Odinic Organ, Urna, Hvareno. They visited the imprisoned God-Stars, inhabited by divine spirits trapped by the Demiurge with distinct consistency and vibration: 'he' and 'she,' animals, plants, rocks, fire, water, air, recurrent archetypal figures. These stars also sometimes had other more subtle consistencies, because they were also HE-SHE and SHE-HE. To free them would mean to be able to restore their ability to disintegrate, subtilize their matter, thereby recovering an 'etheric body,' 'astral,' 'mental.'  To 'go out into the astral' once again, something the Vanir and Aesir often did to return to Valhalla, to Asgard. The Vanir and Aesir, even though blessed, tempered their weapons in the 'Forest of Exile,' the Bannwald, wrapped in the dim light or half-light of nostalgia for the Lost Home, the primordial completeness that like a distant music came to them from beyond the stars. Through vast spaces they sought the other part of their totality in the Rounds of Eternal Return, knowing that other part would grant them the victory in the Great War. The males were Warrior-Gods. The females were Priestesses, the Aesina and Vanina who kept the Fire in Hyperborea, the Lamps of Cold Light. The fifth-born in a Family House, in Aryanabaiji, the Aryan Brotherhood of Thule, would have the ability to represent the vision of Origin, the Orphic Egg and to initiate into Magic A-Mor, able to resurrect the Heroes already fallen. They possessed the feminine Force called Aropa, counterpart to the masculine Bundi. Golden liquor of the sex of the Virgin-Priestess, Aesina, Vanina. Mixed with Bundi this would be able to disintegrate the dense matter of Imprisoned Stars, to defeat the Demiurge. When they needed to produce new warriors to invade the innumerable worlds of the Demiurge, the Divyas created other bodies by means of a mental parthenogenesis as when Zeus gave life to Athena, throwing her out from his own head, in his full age and dressed as a warrior. Almost all the stars, especially those furthest from the first Explosion and that did not emit their own light, were hollow and inhabited in their interior by beings that lived histories parallel to the surface inhabitants, though upside down. Within they won the battles lost here, going towards the past rather than the future, revolving in opposite direction.  In the vast Empire of the Demiurge, the One, governed by Aion-Slaves, Time is not the same, running at different speeds because its space is more or less heavy, the chains of gravity weighing differently. The people in Polar Hyperborea did not die, but only changed states. And when they lost the ability to go out and transit, stripped of Urna, Hvareno, Odil, when Bundi went outwards, already not integrated with Aropa, and thereby procreated the Son of Flesh, the Hyperboreans still lived a thousand years. That was in the Satyayuga. It was with the defeat of the Aesir that Death crashed down like a hurricane on the immortals.

Racial Sin

Death is the oven that cooks the Demiurge's food. Material dissolves into material, energy revolves, transforms, and from pain there rises thick vapors that strengthen him. His greatest joy is extracted from suffering. Moreover organic death, provoked by the Demiurge, is also the falsification and corruption of an extra-celestial Archetype (the partition of the Orphic Egg, the Cosmogonic Eros?) reproduced in the initiation of Heroes in Mystic Magic Death, when the Aryan has been given to discover the Path of Resurrection and Wotan crucified on the Iggdrasil Tree of Terror has rediscovered the Runes. But let us not get ahead of ourselves. We are still in Paradesha, the High Polar Region, next to the Mount of Revelation. Aesir and Vanir constantly travel to other stars of the firmament, making themselves their own Vehicles, their Vimanas, disintegrating and remaking their material forms, subtlizing or densifying them. Fossil bones from those distant times have not been found since the bones do not even exist in animal-men, much less in the 'angels,' both of semi-vaporous consistency. The great flaw of demiurgic 'manufacture' is reflected in the economy that has put the reproductive organs confusedly mixed with those for the evacuation of bodily wastes.  The same mouth that kisses, eats. The original blood of the Divyas was igneous, enveloped in that same blue colour that releases the flame. Thus the colour of the body and blood of the Hyperborean was blue like Krishna and Shiva. That is how they were seen here. Their hair was almost white gilded with gold like filaments of silk or wool. The locks of the Aesir and Vanir floated in the winds for millennia under the holm oaks of Hyperborea. Blood was the most precious, a river of cold fire, Frozen Light.  It was the Royal Way still preserved in the connection of He and She with the Monad, with what still remained of the Primordial Egg, HE-SHE and SHE-HE, with Someone who remained waiting as on the edge of an overflowing Fountain (fons perennis.)  The blood was the Golden Band that upheld the union with the Unutterable, Nostalgia, the Voice, Memory of Eternity. Blood was the Memory of the Race of Immortals, the Gods. While that blood was kept pure.
And behold the Aesir mixed their blood.
   
Old texts, the Book of Enoch, tell us about the fall of the angels, the infatuation of the Nephilim with the daughters of men. Like most of the documents they have been pillaged and this makes us think there  has also been dilution in them. What does 'daughters of men' mean? And what is man? How and when did they appear? No doubt, he must also be a plagiary of the Demiurge, never a creation, since the Demiurge is incapable of creating. Where did he find the original for plagiary? We think: What happened to 'he' and 'she' once they left the pre-Cosmogonic Egg, when the demiurgic explosion had reached them? Neither this he' nor this 'she' have ontological reality once separated from their original center. It was easy for the Demiurge to imprison them 'vampirically' and produce the involution of the monkey, the great hominids, Neanderthal Man, the anthropoids, the animals that are a degenerate corruption and subdivision of the 'he' and 'she,' counterfeit and copied. Thus Humanity would be 'he' and ''she' corrupted by the Demiurge, imprisoned, become mortal. Here we have Adam and Eve. Adam the 'red man' made in the image of Lucifer, yet become the corruption of Odin, without the incorruptible matter of true Red Vajra (product of the Rubedo of Tantric Alchemy), hard like rubies. Eve, corruption of Lilith-Freya. They are animal-men, 'robot' machines of the Demiurge, his food.   But that 'human woman,' 'daughter of men' and earth, preserves something of her primordial beauty in a certain irresistible magnetism able to 'infatuate the angels,' an abyssal feminine substance. Due to death the Demiurge had to endow the physical organs of reproduction, enabling him to multiply his food, and making them able to mix the intense pleasure of orgasm with the
pain and blood of birth. In this way the Demiurge prevented death from making his 'fuel' disappear. With birth he required other 'he' and 'she' couples to incarnate, imprisoning them in his veils. The Demiurge found the energy able to create new bodies and give new lives in that igneous blood that 'he' and 'she' still had, magic fire detached from the Pre-Cosmogonic Eros, power that is called Kundalini in Sanskrit and is a Serpent of fire with plumes of fire, the Serpent of Paradise and Hyperborea, a smallest part of which is expressed in sexual energy and more in the Odil Force with which Zeus created Athena. Corrupted by the Demiurge, it is able to give birth to new bodies like a trap to imprison the nomad 'he' and 'she' in his matter.
What made the Aesir 'fall in love' with the daughters of men, falling into the snares of reproduction? Legend tells us that a Golden Band of gold or silver separated Hyperborea from the other continents of this world. Beyond those limits lived the 'daughters of men.' One day the Aesir saw them and could not resist the temptation of loving them. It must also have been the Demiurge who gave the Aesir organs of physical reproduction in their bodies, which they had lacked. Does that imply a pact with the Demiurge? Or was this an accepted risk since death went with it along with the loss of immortality? Immense risk, but that could offer something in return never dreamed of not even by the greatest utopians…? Neither would it have been difficult for the divine Aesir to cause organs of physical reproduction to appear in their bodies by means of the power of Odil, separated at first from any other biological function until their demiurgic corruption. The Myth reveals the divine ones did not think to make use of sex in a permanent way. Zeus, the Ziso of the Germans, created a son of flesh, Hephaestus-Vulcan, born ugly and deformed. For that he threw him to the center of the earth and no longer procreated in that way. He will give birth to Athena from his head, as we have said. Almost forty years ago we told in Neither by sea nor land the fall of the divine Aesir: 'Seeing her laying down on the first surviving Mountain, Mount Cassuati, where five men were saved from the Flood, he discovered reflections of the sky. His world was also within that form, but harder, thicker, more filled with pain. And the Angel fell…What great fall had taken place in the Universe? It seemed as if the earth is a heap of slag, that our world is such…Fall, first, involution…The Angel fell in love with man…the sin was the union of the Gods with animalman…' Forty years ago the same idea, almost identical words. I came back from Antarctica, where the Avatar had revealed Esoteric Hitlerism to me. The Demiurge creates nothing. Then where did he take his ability to make new beings appear by 'insemination?' Well, artificial procreation is what the Demiurge accomplished by human sexuality. Also copy, plagiary and corruption of the parthenogenesis of the Gods. Only Explosion belongs to the Demiurge, division, as reversal of Implosion, divine self-absorption. Partition, destruction of Totality. We have noted his Explosion has also come to be a lever or springboard to go out through the wound or open window in the Primordial Egg, looking for a 'quantity' that can escape through there.   But the Egg is not broken, only thins its walls so as to make filtering through or escaping out possible for 'he' and 'she.' And, then, for He and She. This apparent open wound that will never heal even when the Egg continues to exist as Monad, as Purusha, as Ancestral Monad. Thus, as well, demiurgic physical procreation is plagiarized from this prototype. A seminal 'explosion' reaches an egg that has escaped from the ovary through its thinned walls. A cell has filtered through that is predestined to imprison a 'he' or 'she' on earth. What is semen? The blood of the Gods sucked by the Demiurge and converted into thick substance of white light with the help of an imprisoned Aion, Surya, the Sun of Gold. Semen is the Odal Rune transubstantiated, pale Blue Fire, the theft of the Gral, the annihilation of Kundalini, weakening and death of the Serpent of Paradise, the Serpent of Quetzalcoatl. Semen is the Power of the Gods thrown into a cesspool. Another way in which the Demiurge drinks the
blood of the Gods, destroying their Power and Creative Will. Therefore the Tantric initiation of Aryan India forbids the ejaculation of semen by its adepts, as a loss of alchemical Gold, the aurum potabile. So great must the shock have been of the fall of the Aesir from Asgard, and from Paradesha and Hyperborea, that the Vanir could not resist punishing the violators of the Sacred Racial Law of the Divine Ones. All surviving texts from the remotest past tell us about an Immense War taking place in the heavens (from the fifth downwards?). The Angel Gabriel fought against Lucifer (who in truth was Michael, patron of the Germans). And Lucifer was exiled to the North Pole, where he fell head first with arms open and extended like the Ir Rune, or Death Rune (Mystic Death). Esoteric  Hitlerism should always revise the symbolism of this sacred Cosmic History, since it has been adulterated by Judeo-christianity. Through this Law of Solidarity, or 'synchronism,' the interior catastrophe of the Race of Immortals will be followed by another exterior one in Nature and the Cosmos. Then there is the tilting of earth's Axis and reversal of the poles, so that the North Pole becomes the South Pole in Antarctica (this is where Lucifer is now) freezing the Continent of Hyperborea and leaving the entrances to the Hollow Earth in both polar regions closed, which were previously permanently open, linking inside to outside by a stairway or beam of light ('inside' and 'outside' are merely words). The Stairway of Light was the Sieg Rune. Now these entrances only open during the summer seasons or during Spring Equinox together with the 'Ozone Window' at the South Pole and North Pole. Polar Hyperborea disappeared, covered by ice. Gerda is left imprisoned by the round of the Zodiac constellations, by the law of gravity and the procession of the equinoxes that in turn caused the continents to slip because of the shift in the stability of the Axis that had made the balancing of the sphere possible. Saturn will be transmuted, through a false copy of the Demiurge, into Satan with the disappearance of the Sat-ya-yuga, or Golden Age. Kronos-Time devours his own children and ultimately swallows everything as the Fenrir Wolf. The Vanir can not bear so much misfortune, and have gone into the Inner Earth through the Wound-Door of the Pole, moving to the Astral Earth, the soul, to what still remains of more subtle matter on this planet and to build their Cities of Agartha and Shamballa. As well as the City of the Caesars in the Legend of the South, only reached by the Caleuche with the Man to Come. The cosmic planetary catastrophe comes about when an important part of the divine ones, profoundly distracted by their love for the women of earth, have ceased to fight for the regeneration of matter, little by little losing Odinic power due to the impurity put into their blood by the mixing with animal-men. Thus they lost the ability to disintegrate, unable to move their bodies to other less dense planes of the Universe and into another direction of Time. They come to forget their divine origin, without remembering they were once Gods. They think they are the equals of mortals. They have lost the ability to reestablish contact with the Divyas and Siddhas of Agartha and Shamballa. They may no longer enter the Hollow Earth nor hear the Voice of Blood Memory, due to the impurities from mixing with Sudras.  Asgard, Paradise of the Aesir and their immortal ancestors, will have been forgotten. They are thus the true exiles from Paradise, from Paradesha, from Polar Hyperborea. The earth now rotates in the opposite direction, rightwards. Therefore those in Exodus will take the Rightwards Swastika with them as their Emblem, led by a warrior named Rama in the Age of the Ram. Earth has entered the cycle of the seasons; stable climate has given way to cyclic climate. Those who intend to someday return to Paradesha must do so with the Leftwards Swastika, rotating backwards towards the polar origin. The Guide will be Wotan-Lucifer.

Lucifer: The Morning Star, Giants

Lucifer is the Most Beautiful Light. The Cathars called him Lucibel. Only a part of him has fallen headfirst to the North Pole, leaving him there in chains. The most essential, the best of Self remains in the Morning Star, also called Venus and Freya. He is Baldur, Wotan, Quetzalcoatl, Baphomet.  She is the Virgin of the Constellation of Virgo, more than of Pisces that has now ruled for two thousand two hundred years. The Sun is the Virgin in Leo. For the Germans the Sun  is feminine, die Sonne. But the Morning Star is double, the same as  the Evening Star. Oyeihue and Yepun for the Araucanians. This is represented by the Sieg Rune, the two Templar warriors on one horse and by Baphomet with one head and two faces. A GodGoddess, a great Combatant fixed voluntarily in the sky, almost like the Aesir were when they fell into infatuation with the daughters of men. Because Venus was not a star, but a pilgrim comet traveler through the infinite, come from outside the demiurgic space and detained there to be able to help the imprisoned heroes, remembering them with their signs and their light, nostalgia of divine origin and the pain of loss. This would happen shortly before the onset of the daylight of die Sonne, the Sun. Because the light of Lucifer is androgynous light, double. Therefore Otto Rahn said, 'Lucifer was an example for living and dying…' The Valkyries who come to this earth to give eternity to the Beloved must live for a time on Venus. They are the She, Lilith, Medea, Allouine, who help the warriors defeated in battle, heroes, Vîras, to recover their memory and nostalgia. They await them there, for the fallen warriors find their Valhalla in the Morning Star. The children of the Gods and men were the giants of ancient times after losing the Continent of Hyperborea, immersed in the ice of death. They migrated to the Gobi where they founded a high civilization.  And when that region was also transformed into a desert ('the Desert spreads,' Nietzsche would say) they peregrinated towards the West, taking refuge in the Himalayas (in the Himavat) where there are entrances to the Hollow Earth, often unseen. The struggle between the giants and men began, between the heroes, Vîras, and the Sudras. Some heroes sold out and collaborated in the destruction of the giants. Using their cunning, a product of blood-mixing. Nevertheless Herakles-Hercules will help release Prometheus. War has come down to the earth's crust: The Demiurge needs his emanations and stench in order to feed himself. And no one knows why he or she fights until the coming of the Ultimate Avatar. The giants built the civilizations of the Paleolithic, the greatest and wisest civilization on earth since the fall of Hyperborea. In that age men were still semi-divine, heroes and giants. They had not yet entirely lost their power or the capacity of their functions, superior to those centered in the rational brain, the terrestrial cerebral cortex. They thought with another organ of the body, with other brains, or the other hemisphere of the brain. So therefore the Stone would remain in a critical state, finding its molecular balance, or better its imbalance provoked through tensions to reach communication with the God imprisoned within, getting his cooperation. If they had polished the stone that would have interfered with his 'thought,' impeding his 'solidarity' of action, or 'synchronicity' with the Mind of the God-Man, Magus of the Armanen.  The menhirs, dolmens, cromlech are signs of a wisdom and magic lost to history, but once active before history, in prehistory. Stonehenge shows this. I have had personal experiences there.  During my years in India I was always struck, in reading their sacred texts and heroic poems, by what they said about the Vimanas or flying chariots: they were made of stone. 'How would the stone rise up?' I asked myself. Many years later the answer was given to me. In Stonehenge on the plains of Wales. It was a sunny day, very cold and clear with strong winds and the sea nearby. I entered the circle of menhirs and dolmens, still incomplete, most of its magic and equilibrium lost for want of many of the rocks, disappeared or destroyed. I went to lean against a high dolmen, with the palms of my hands touching the rock and resting my body there. I closed my eyes and heard the wind, feeling the stone begin to vibrate, to 'murmur,' as if the wind were a bow scraping against a string, very softly at first but steadily increasing. I knew if I remained there, if I did not interrupt Nature's
process of solidarity, the wind would be transformed into a hurricane and, little by little, I would lose control of my mind, 'losing consciousness.' I knew the rock would go as if disintegrated and lost in itself. And I would go with it, disappearing… That was the Vimana of Stone… And I interrupted the process because I still had things to do here…
Let us imagine what Stonehenge would be in pre-history when it was complete with all its rocks in balanced tension, when it was moreover a stellar observatory and the only ones to enter there were the Armanen, Maestro-Magi of the Runes, Runenlauteren, Bauhülte, the 'masons,' powerful Guides of the giants. Their mantras, signs or mudras regained the possibility of going away and entering thanks to the recovery of the Runes by the God-Hero Wotan, Guide of the Aesir in Exile. There they would practice Mystic Death and Magic A-Mor.
As in the Externsteine of the Forest of Westphalia, as in Tiahuanacu and Easter Island, in Te-PitoO-Te-Henua, after the sinking of Lemuria and the disappearance of Atlantis, as among the rocks of Santo Domingo along the beaches of Chile; the rocks were set there on purpose by a race of Hyperborean giants.
In The Ultimate Avatar I have referred in detail to the Externsteine and the crucifixion of the God-Giant Wotan, there formed into the rock, like a perennial memory, through the centuries within space-time of the sacrifice of the great Aesir on the Iggdrasil Tree to rediscover the Runes that would redeem the Hero after his fall, overcoming the Exile. Runes are this Power lost in Hyperborea, made visible as an exterior Sign during the Exodus and with the materialization of God Wotan making possible the Resurrection of the Hero, Baldur, the Comrade Son. The Resurrection of Himself.
                     Head of Hyperborean warrior sculpted by Gods of Externsteine
                                   
 We shall deal with the underlying symbolism of this sometime. For  now it suffices to note how much the rationalist Christianity of Rome has plagiarized, how it has destroyed the esoteric symbolism of the crucifixion of a God-Hero and the Resurrection of Baldur-Wotan, ignoring the Mystic Death of an Aryan, a twice-born, a re-born, a Hero who has been able to repair the mixing with the children of animal-men and purify his Hyperborean blood.  
In Wewelsburg Castle, which directed its towers like the Lance of Longinus towards the Crucifixion of Wotan in the Externsteine, the S.S. initiates also tried to be re-born, to resurrect as Aryans, becoming worthy to recover the Odil Power through the magic use of Runes, the Futhark of Wotan and the Implosive Science of the Paleolithic. In the central hall of the Castle there still hung an enormous stone in 'critical balance,' unpolished, showing what Esoteric Hitlerism was and still is: the grand intention to create the God-Man, Superman, by means of the Tantric Alchemy of the Stone, lapis, and the recovery of the blood purity of divine Aesir, Fire of the Serpent of Paradise called in Sanskrit Kundalini.